Aurora:
In a world where love had to be earned I would never be good enough. I was the black sheep in the family, the witch without magic.
While my sister excelled in every type of way I had to suffer in silence, tormented by the people I should ha...
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Ronan While dropping I extended my dark wings for the first time in a seemingly everlasting period. Softly I landed on the ground, surrounded by complete darkness. My dragon form was close to the surface, enhancing my ability to see, yet I was still blind.
I didn't waste a second anymore with thinking about what was going on at the top. No, I was on a hunt, my senses directed towards one thing only:
Rora
I needed to find her before the ghostly did. The drop hadn't been as steep as it had initially looked. She had to have survived this and I would find her.
My nostrils flared, already picking up different scents of death, blood and gore with a tinge of the sweet ripeness she exuded.
I was coming for her.
Aurora I was exhausted, so exhausted.
Still, I didn't falter or drop to the ground like I desperately wanted to because I knew that I wouldn't be able to get back up. Instead I took in a deep shaky breath, sucking the energy of my surroundings in. It was like putting a tiny bandaid on a gaping wound. It did nothing to console my pain or mind, it only helped me to endure the suffering for a few more moments.
Just a little more...
I was far beyond being able to stop my body from its hunt. Mercilessly it twisted and turned, crashing against walls but never stopping. My body had taken control of itself, otherwise I wouldn't be standing here anymore because my mind was barely holding on.
I was close to insanity, at least that was what it felt like. Everything happened in a blur of metal and darkness. Having been hidden from the surface for so long, I felt utterly alone and disturbed. There was little that bound me to humanity, instead I felt like a machine that would just keep going until its very last moment.
In front of my eyes, auras merged together, dissolving, falling apart. Everything happened at once and there was no stopping.
Further and further I stumbled through the passageways, lead by my body. There were only a few of the ghostly left, I realized as I sucked in even more energy. There was something else this time that softly lingered within the pungent energy. It was a wild foresty taste.
I shook off the thought, thinking that I must have been imagining things after being derived of any familiar sensations for so long.
How much I would give for feeling the sun graze my skin once more. Or feeling cold water cool off my parched throat. My mind craved to dwell in the safety of Ronan's embrace, a moment of comfort that no one else could give me like him.
But we were worlds apart.
So I cut myself a path through the labyrinth until I couldn't no more. I fell to my knees, knowing that I had done it. Finally was nothing beside me in here anymore. I was utterly alone.
